Tuesday, August 30, 2005


I choose to stay home
With the books and sheets
Life at my fingertips.
Doing what I want
Even silence if I please.
Lying down; daydreaming
Or at times, no single thought

Probing for meaning of life
Uncluttered by screams,
Shouts, television, telephone
Wanting life to breath
At its own pace


Maria Palma said...


This is a great poem... We should all be able to do as we please. That's the way I live my life. That's the only way to be happy! :)

Keep creating!
In Peace,
Maria Palma

gautami tripathy said...

Yes Maria, At times we have to do what pleases us. Not following conventions.

Thanks for reading and appreciating it.